I’m singing til my throat explodes. That could very well be tonight
And im dreaming til my brain goes cold. And that’s not too far out of sight
Going forwards your options fade. Going backwards you stay the same
All these words im singing, my temporary art
If only I could write them better, these words should break your heart
There’s no time for mediocrity/ these words should be the death of me
Rip my heart out. Tear it open. Empty all the juices from it.
I won’t need it. Too much longer. Life moves on we must get stronger.
---Emanuel Vinson---
I’ve got something to do that I’ve been meaning to do for a long time
It's a long list of things
Hilltops of scroll
I’m twenty now,
It's time to get going
The ripples of a twisting canyon
Water rushing around stone
Until that's me too
Until this name I didn't choose
Is all that remains of the life I did
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Time. Come Help. Me Now. I don’t have much longer
Time. Don’t Fail. Me Now. We don’t have much longer
Relentless, nervy, snarling, thorny noise-punk, the debut full-length from this wonderfully gnarly Richmond, VA outfit. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2018